(P.Willams/J.Conrad)
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This tired city was somebody's dream
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Billboard horizons as black as they seem
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Four level highways across the land
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We're building a home for the family of man
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And it's so hard whatever we are coming to
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Yes it's so hard with so little time
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And so much to do
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Time running out for the family of man
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One man to lead us with so much to say
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Moving the mountains that got in our way
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Prayer books and meetings to find a plan
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Deciding the fate of the family of man
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Memories replacing the loves that we've lost
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Burning our bridges as soon as they're crossed
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Factories built where the rivers ran
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And time running out for the family of man
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The Family Of Man
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| Three Dog Night |
